Cloud9

{Verse l: Jesus H. Macy}
Woke up in a wonderland
Staring at at the ceiling fan
Tell me how you feeling man
Feeling like a hundred grand
20 bands 30 bands
Enough to make shorty dance
For 40 days and 40 nights
Know you got me feeling right
Moving at the speed a light
Tired from the frequent flight
Need to get my money right
Lost under the cities lights

(Chorus: Jesus H. Macy)
Tell me what it feel like
Tell me that it feels right
Tell me Is this real life ya
Is this real life
Is this What it feel like
Tell me Is it real like ayyyy

{Verse ll: Jesus H. Macy}
Feels right free tight
Dr feel good make you feel right
We can do this all night
Way up nova 9 on a flight ay
Thats that Over night shit
I dont feel that hype shit
High risk imma flight risk
Real nigga bet
You can see that through my iris
Turn yo soul gold like i midas
Dom in the cut just rolling up that hybrid

(Chorus: Jesus H. Macy)
Tell me what it feel like
ÍTell me that it feels right
Tell me Is this real life ya
Is this real life
Is this What it feel like
Tell me Is it real like ayyyy

[Verse ll: Grimes]
Ayy
And i'm feelin surreal
Like i've been ducking my demons
And making deals with the devil
And let's be real it ain't heaven
I'm heading for when i'm leaving
Probably closer to heck
At least i paid off my debt
For the moment
In control of my future
Ain't gettin tripped by my past
Holdin my baby close, smokin
Gettin ripped of this gas
Ain't gettin ripped off anymore
I got my own little stash
But don't go tellin nobody, yo
This is private affairs
I pop a smile i ain't sad
Cause these pills i've been poppin that's been prescribed by my doctor
Might have gotten rid of the spots in my vision finally
Imagine never again having a migraine
And this is for the boys in spice city
Up all night tryna get high and write lyrics
Ride their bikes nine miles outta town to buy grit weed
4 for 6 right off the brick man that's still a shit deal